januari
lördag 11 september 2010 bild 2/11
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<!--[if gte mso 10]><style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;}</style><![endif]-->Her stunning beauty,
And she doesn't even know it
Her miracle of smiles,
But for others doesn't show it
A voice sweeter than an angel's,
Grace like a gazelle's,
A mind of an owl's,
And silent,
Like a cat on the prowl
She holds me here,
And I'm glad,
For I may soon die without her
And she doesn't even know it
Her miracle of smiles,
But for others doesn't show it
A voice sweeter than an angel's,
Grace like a gazelle's,
A mind of an owl's,
And silent,
Like a cat on the prowl
She holds me here,
And I'm glad,
For I may soon die without her
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